Shicun is located in the Cangmang Mountains, surrounded by high peaks and valleys, and vast mountains are majestic.

The red sun sets westward, and in the afterglow of the sunset, the entire stone village is dyed with a layer of light golden light. The monkeys cry and tigers roar in the distance, while the large stone houses here are as sacred as ancient temples and are peaceful.

The stone village is not very big, with men, women, young and old. The total number of people is more than 300. The house is made of huge stones, simple and natural. At this moment, everyone in the village gathered in front of an ancient altar, and a sacred sacrifice was being held.

Under the leadership of the clan leader Shi Yunfeng, the villagers who returned from hunting placed all the ferocious beasts they had obtained from hunting on the altar.

The altar is made of huge stones and is very open, built next to a broken old willow tree. Obviously, the willow tree is the object of their sacrifice. At this moment, the altar is full of beasts, like a hill.

The bright red beast blood stained the huge stone platform red, flowing along the carved pictures on the stone surface. It was bright red. In addition, the thick beast's hair, the flickering cold scales and hideous giant horns were shocking, and a tragic atmosphere came to my face.

Under the leadership of the old patriarch, the men, women, young and old in Shi Village prayed together and asked for protection from willow trees. This is a serious sacrificial process, and it is also a routine that it must be carried out every time you come back from a hunt.

The charred tree body was as quiet as the past, without any reaction. It was as if it had never used sacrifices in the past, but many villagers knew that it had a spirit!

Finally, after the sacrifice was over, people breathed a sigh of relief, smiled happily again, and began to move the corpses of these beasts, preparing to bleed and cut.

"For many years, the sacrificial spirit has not been used once. Do you still need to sacrifice every time?" A young man couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.

"What are you talking nonsense about, stinking!" His father glared at Tongling's big eyes, swung his palm-slim hand and was about to beat him up.

The old patriarch waved his hand, stopped it, and said softly: "Sacrifice spirit is the spirit we sacrifice and offer. The most important thing is sincerity. Only when we treat it piously will it protect and bless our village."

The boy's face turned red and he hurriedly said, "I'm not guilty in my heart, but I just feel that the sacrifices do not seem to require these sacrifices and have never been used."

"It's good to have the heart." Shi Yunfeng patted his shoulder and explained with sincerity.

Sacrifice spirit, also known as "sacrifice spirit", is the abbreviation of a tribe's "sacrifice and offering spirit". It protects the village and shocks the ferocious beasts in the wilderness.

The old man in the clan still remembers that another sacrifice spirit decades ago was not like this. It was a strange stone. Every time the sacrifice offered was offered, most of the essence and blood would be lost and absorbed by it.

Until one night, the old willow tree came and the strange stone chose to go away. Everything changed because of this.

Thinking of that rainy night, the old patriarch was a little dazed. At that time, he was still a teenager and had witnessed the shocking and terrifying scene with his own eyes.

In that late night, lightning and thunder were roaring, heavy rain was magnificent, and the storm was extremely violent. Many mountains were struck by lightning, with mountain torrents like seas, and ferocious beasts running like tides, and the scene was terrifying.

It was at that time that a large willow tree that reached the sky appeared in the clouds, bathed in the sea of ​​thunder, surrounded by lightning as thick as mountains, and thousands of willow branches turned into burning divine chains, piercing the entire sky, as if fighting something.

Finally, the big willow tree broke and its whole body was charred. It shrank to its size now. It fell down and took root in the stone village. At the same time, lightning disappeared and the downpour of rain receded. The strange stone sacrificed and offered to the village that night left.

Every time I think of it, the old patriarch trembled. The old willow tree did not move from other large tribes or mountains, rivers and sieges, but fell from the sky and suffered from endless thunder and lightning. Few people in the village knew about it.

In the first few decades, it was charred and had no vitality, as if it had completely died. It was not until more than ten years ago that a new green branch was drawn out, and then there was no change.

"The sacrifice has been completed, let's start bleeding. In addition to the blood and essence, the tendons and veins and some bones are also extremely precious. Don't lose the essence."

The old clan leader Shi Yunfeng seemed unwilling to mention the matter of sacrificing spirits, so he quickly changed the topic.

"Don't worry, patriarch!"

The young and middle-aged people in the clan sharpened their swords and began to cut the giant beasts, making clanging sounds from time to time, sparks flew everywhere, and the giant beasts' bones were astonishingly hard.

Some people have already prepared a large pot made of ceramic jar to take the blood essence retained in special parts of the animal body. This is an excellent blood tonic medicine and is very rare.

Just as everyone was busy, a little guy quietly left the crowd and ran into the door of a stone house not far away, looking at the person lying on the bed inside the house with curiosity.

A person with unknown origin and unknown life and death looks like a young man of twenty-five or six years old, with half-drowning eyes faintly revealing the vicissitudes of life and death that have gone through thousands of times of reincarnation.

"It's been more than a month, why haven't you woke up yet?"

Xiao Budian tilted his head. Just as he was about to keep approaching, a faint pressure came to him. The closer he got, the greater the pressure, making him unable to take any steps.

More than a month ago, when he and his friends in the village carried this mysterious young man back, although this pressure was also there, it was not as obvious as it is now. Moreover, as time passed, this pressure became stronger and stronger, which made him feel a little premonition, and the mysterious young man was about to wake up!

In order to verify his guess, Xiao Budian came to visit the mysterious young man every day. For more than a month, the mysterious young man never woke up. It seemed the same today. Xiao Budian was a little disappointed, but when he was about to leave, he never thought:

"He moved!"

Suddenly, Xiao Budian subconsciously retreated, because, just now, he suddenly saw that the mysterious young man's fingers had moved.

However, when he looked carefully, he found that the mysterious young man seemed to be the same as before, without any trace of moving. He was a little suspicious, was he wrong?

"Little Bit, what are you doing? Didn't you tell you, don't get close to this person easily?"

At this moment, the clan leader Shi Yunfeng came over and he scolded Xiaobu a little serious. It was not that he deliberately made a big fuss, but that he really had great fear of the mysterious young man on the bed!

Although he saw with his own eyes a group of naughty children bringing this mysterious young man into the village, and he placed the mysterious young man in this stone house, from beginning to end, he could not understand the details of this mysterious young man, not knowing where the other person came from, not knowing the strength of the other person, and even not knowing whether the other person is alive or dead. Even so, he never underestimated the mysterious young man, and kept his vigilance enough and did not dare to be careless at all.

"I know, Grandpa, but"

Seeing the serious look of the clan leader Shi Yunfeng, Xiaobudian seemed a little awe, and at the same time felt a little aggrieved: "I seemed to see him move just now..."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, the clan leader Shi Yunfeng couldn't help but be shocked. He hurriedly approached the bed until he felt the pressure coming, and stopped and looked at the corpse intently. However, after a long time, he did not notice anything.

"He really moved just now? Could it be that you read it wrong?"

Shi Yunfeng looked at Xiao Budian suspiciously. It was not that he didn't believe Xiao Budian's words, but that he had secretly used all his methods just now, but still did not notice even the slightest strangeness.

"this"

Xiao Budian bit his fingers, hesitated for a while, and then pouted and said, "I'm not sure, maybe I've seen it wrong..."

"call!"

Unexpectedly, after hearing the little words, Shi Yunfeng breathed a sigh of relief, because he really didn't know that if the mysterious young man in front of him really woke up, for Shicun, whether it was a good or a bad thing, many times, unknown, will always be the most terrifying existence.

Therefore, compared to predicting the quality of the mysterious young man after he woke up, he hopes to maintain the status quo.

However, just as he picked up Xiao Budian and turned to leave, the mysterious young man on the bed suddenly moved. He moved his fingers slightly, and then his eyelids began to tremble. Then, the half-dogged eyes slowly opened, and the boundless golden color condensed into two beams of light and suddenly soared into the sky.

"Really...wake up?!"

The sudden change was unacceptable and stunned. Shi Yunfeng looked at the mysterious young man who slowly woke up and sat up on the bed in surprise (to be continued). If you like this work, you are welcome to Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)
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